"We'll see about that," she smirked, following him to whichever abandoned building he was leading her to, all the while making sure to keep an eye on him from sideways, just in case. With these kind of people, you could never be careful enough. She would know, after all, she was that kind of a person too. They knew no mercy.
It wasn't long before they arrived at their destination, an old and quite dirty building - it would be perfect for the occasion. Her lips curved up into a smile full of anticipation, nodding once but wasting no more time on words. It was time, let's begin.
She eyed him for a moment, a bit unsure about how to start - she had never done this before, it was always her, killing her victims, and those rare times they discovered her and tried to fight for their lives, well, she wouldn't exactly call that a fair duel, rather a desperate attempt to stay alive - but she figured that pulling out her weapon was as good a start as any. She remembered that in some cultures they were supposed to bow, a symbol of respecting your opponent, but there was no fucking way she would do that - and she had an inkling he, too, would be unwilling. "You ready?"